the mild darkness of a room
it belongs to us
the bed is cosy, we keep us warm
in another night as lovers.
you get up in search of a noise
I lay back in admiration
then pain
the scars have opened
blood and fog
I hear you scram in fear
what is ha-

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nightmares III

another place that belongs to us
although it doesn’t look familiar.
night has long fallen you lie there smiling
I drink you up from a distance
but before I cross the lengthy room
-a door appears
there’s shouting
even in dreams
they don’t let us alone.